Weapon For Love and War (Danger Days and Gerard Way/Party Poison FanFic)

When Amber is told of her special ability, she has to hide it and is told run as far away from BL/ind as possible. And with the help of her older brother Frank, she nearly escapes but one missed shot of a ray gun costs her 6 years of her life, kidnapped by BL/ind she believes she'll never see the outside world again.
She begins to be known as the The Weapon to the Killjoys (rebels) over the years, and the fantastic four (Party Poison, Jet Star, Fun Ghoul, Kobra Kid) plan to bring The Weapon down before Korse, leader of BL/ind, can use it to officially take all of the land to himself and rule over the drugged citizens of America. But when they catch The Weapon they realise what it is and more importantly who it is.
*I do not own the Danger Days or any of the fantastic four I do own the new made up characters and new things added to the plot of Danger Days.
Playlist for all the songs used in the book on spotify, called 'Book Playlist (WFLAW)'. I do not own any of the songs mentioned.

10. Chapter 9

(Amber's POV)

I woke up to the sun blazing in through the window hole and into the room. Groaning I moved over onto my front and buried my head in the pillow, to block out the sun’s light. That’s when it hit me. Everything thing that happened yesterday had actually happened. I had been rescued and Frank was actually alive. And I was in Ray Toro’s bed. Shit, I was in Ray Toro’s bed and from what I remembered he was in it with me. I jumped up in the bed and thankfully saw the spot next to me on the bed empty. I let out a sigh and sat up in the bed. I rubbed my eyes and just thought over and over again about the fact that this was real. I had been locked up in a prison for 6 years and finally I had gotten out. Not just this though, I had also been reunited with my dead brother and his band. Everything was already starting to look up and I hadn’t even been here a day. I didn’t even know where ‘here’ was. Curiously I got out of bed and walked over to the window, looking out I saw miles and miles of sand with no buildings and a single lonely road going through the middle. The sun was blazing down on the dry ground and no breeze existed. Maybe this place hadn’t turned out to be as much of a heaven as I had hoped. As I was staring at the landscape a brightly dressed figure came into view. It was Gerard or Party, as he also seemed to be called here. He was walking towards an acacia tree that was near the side of the road. I watched him for a while, his red hair looking stunning in the sun’s glare, which was also bouncing off his blue and red jacket.

Once he was in the shade of the tree he sat down on the ground and looked off into the distance. After a while he brought out a notebook and pen from one of his gigantic pockets. He started to read something of the pages of the notebook and I could faintly make out his words. He was singing. “When the lights go out, will you take me with you? And carry all this broken bone, through 6 years down in crowded rooms…” His voice was beautiful; I’d never heard it before now. Even though they had had a band before all of this and Gerard had been the lead singer, I never really listened to their music, not because I didn’t want to but because I wasn’t allowed. My dad had never liked the topics of their music so I was banned from going near it. This is why I had never met the boys before yesterday. “With brick in hand, your lip gloss smile. Your scraped up knees and if you stay I will either wait all night or until my heart explodes…” Getting lost in his song I went up and sat on the window sill. I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes, concentrating on the lyrics. Every so often he would stop singing to write something down or rub something out or edit a line. He would also often restart the song from the beginning or from the start of a verse. Being able to see him writing a song felt like a privilege, it was very beautiful, much like his voice. “Every single day when people try and put the pieces back together, just to smash them down…”

Just as I was starting to feel peaceful, there was a knock at the door. I panicked and ran back to the bed, practically jumping on it. The knock came again, slightly harder this time. “Amber, its Frank. Can I come in?” Frank asked from the other side of the door.

“Yeah.” I mumbled, sitting comfortably on the bed. He replied by opening the door and revealing himself, looking the same as he did yesterday. “Hey.” He said with a small wave. I replied doing the same. He scratched the back of his neck suddenly getting sort of nervous. “Look Amber,” he started, coming to sit next to me on the ‘bed’. “I wanted to say sorry about last night. I didn’t mean to be invasive or get angry at you, it’s just….look I’m really sorry it was a mistake.” To be completely honest I had forgotten about last night’s fall out, I was too involved in waving good bye to my past agony and drooling over Gerard’s singing, well maybe not quite drooling. I quickly replied to him saying “No Frank, I understand its okay. You were just trying to be protective ‘cause that’s what brothers are meant to do. It’s fine really.” He sighed with relief and pulled me in for a hug.

“You know you’re the best sister ever right?”

I blushed and said “Well I try.” He giggled and then stood up, pulling me with him. As I was pulled up I glanced out of the window and saw that the spot under the tree was empty, Gerard must have gone inside.

“Right,” Frank said looking at me with that massive grin on his face. “I think you need some new clothes.” I nodded at him and looked down the blood stained gown I was wearing with disgust. “Well follow me to Frank’s fashion fiesta.” We laughed and he grabbed my hand once again, pulling me out of the door.

We went down the corridor that led to the bedrooms, but went in the opposite direction. Down this side of the corridor there were a few more doors, which I was guessing were the other bedrooms and probably bathroom. We stopped in front of the last door, which Frank opened and walked into. The room was lit by the sunlight coming in from its two window gaps. The place was piled high with cardboard boxes and the walls still exposed where filled up with shelves that were full of completely random stuff. I walked in behind Frank and looked at a few of the shelves picking the odd item to look at it. “Wow, you have a lot of junk in here.” I said picking up a coffee mug with ‘best boss’ written on. Frank turned round, from looking at a clothing rack with random clothes on, looking offended. “Hey, it’s not junk. These days stuff like this is rare, this dear sister is treasure.” I chuckled and turned back to a shelf. There were multiple random mugs and a few kinds of child toys, but then something caught my eye. On the end of the shelf was a pregnancy text, still in its packaging and everything. I picked it up and turned to look at Frank who was still going through a clothing rack. “What the fuck Frank? Seriously?” He turned round ad saw what I was holding and burst out laughing. I just stood there looking from the pregnancy test to him having a cry-laughing fit. After he had calmed down he said, “We just found that in a raid once, it was my idea to bring it back. You know, just in case.” I shook my head at him and put the box back on the shelf.

After a few minutes of looking around a bit more, Frank turned back to me with a few clothes in his hand. He passed them over to me. “Will these do?” I nodded looking at the skinny red jeans and plain white top that a random building company’s logo on the left hand side. “Yeah this is fine thanks Frank.” He smiled at me and patted my head.

“You can get changed in the bathroom it’s the room opposite to this one. Come back and show me when you’re changed, I wanna see.” I smiled and shook my head at him.

I went into the bathroom and locked the door. The bathroom was very simple with no cupboards or shower curtains or mirror. It was just a shower, toilet and sink. I huffed and looked at the clothes once more before getting changed.

After I was changed I picked up my old gown and walked out; back into the hallway. As I walked out I bumped into someone.

It was Gerard.

I looked up at him, feeling awkward all of a sudden. His chest pressed against mine, I could feel his heartbeat vibrating through the skin. “Sorry.” I mumbled, standing back so we weren’t so close. He shook his head, smiling slightly. “You look nice.” He commented. I blushed slightly and faced the floor; trying to keep my pink cheeks hidden. “Thanks.” He smiled wider at me as I finally managed to look him in the eye. “Welcome.” He replied before winking at me cheekily before then proceeding into the bathroom I had just come out of.

A small smile had appeared on my face as I walked back into the storage room, where Frank was waiting. Upon hearing me enter the room, Frank said, with his back facing me as he continued to look through the clothing rack, “Just put your old gown in one of the boxes, if you wouldn’t mind.” Coming to my senses, I mumbled “Oh yeah sure.” And threw my blood stained gown into one of the boxes. I walked over to Frank and attempted to look over his shoulder as I said, “So, brother. What are you looking for now?” He turned round to face me with a cheeky smile on his face. “Ah, a surprise dear sister. So close your eyes and turn round. No peeking.” He commanded. So I put my hands over my eyes and turned round to face the other way, giggling slightly.

After a few minutes of me just standing there listening to him rummage through the shit in this room, he muttered a “Ha ha! Found it.”

“Found what?” I asked, now fairly bored with just standing here and not being able to see.

“You’ll see, just keep your eyes closed and put your arms out please.” I did as he said, a smile never faltering from my lips as he placed jacket sleeves on each of my outstretched arms. Once the jacket was fully on he told me to open my eyes and put my arms down. I did so and came face to face with a very smiley Frank. He squealed “Oh my gosh! Yes, it looks so frigging cool.” I smiled and looked down to see that I was now also wearing a red leather jacket. I pulled it down a bit and saw that it had 2 normal pockets as well as a breast pocket on my left. On the left breast pocket was a green cartoon gun. I looked back up at Frank, who was now holding a small mirror. He stood back a bit so I could just manage to see myself wearing the jacket in the tiny mirror. It looked so cool, and amazingly it fitted perfectly. I turned round to see the back and saw that the green gun was also on the back of the jacket but bigger. I loved it so much already, I was so glad to finally be wearing some real colours after years of just wearing white, and the only colours being different shades of blood. I looked back at Frank, who was watching me closely with a cute smile playing on his lips. “Do you like it?” He asked. I nodded and jumped on him, hugging him tightly.

“Yes I do. Thanks Frank.” He relaxed more and leant into the hug, putting his arms around me more. “You’re welcome.” He said into my neck.

After a while of just standing there intertwined together, we released each other, still smiling. “Frank, where the hell did you find this jacket?” I asked looking over it again.

“I don’t know; Dr D supplies all the jackets. That’s one of our spares; I thought you could have it. Think of it as a welcome to the killjoys’ gift.” He replied, placing the small mirror on a shelf. I nodded back at him. As he placed the mirror back on the shelf I noticed that he had bandages on his hands. “Frank?” I asked getting his attention. He turned back round to face me and said “Yeah, what’s wrong?” I nodded toward his hands and enquired as to what had happened. “Oh the other day there was a small fire, I got caught in it but I’m fine now don’t worry about it.”

“Oh ok.” I replied. The room fell into an awkward silence and left me thinking about our conversation before. Remembering Frank mention something about a Dr I asked. “Who’s Dr D?” He turned round to look at me wearing the same confused expression as I probably was. But his face soon merged to one of realisation. “Oh yeah, I forgot, sorry. Dr D is Dr Death Defying; he’s basically the leader of all the killjoys ever.” He explained for me, not really speaking very fondly of the guy. “Oh that reminds me, we have a meeting with him soon,” he said looking at battered watch on his wrist, “in a few minutes actually.”

“Oh.” I replied simply, I didn’t really want go and see the big boss on my first real day out but I guess I had to. To be completely honest, from the way Frank was talking about him, I wasn’t really looking forward to meeting this man anyway. Just as I was about to ask if I had to go, Ray, who was still wearing his bloody bandage over his eye, leant into the room “You guys. The Trans am is charged up and ready to go, you guys ready yet?” Me and Frank nodded in unison and walked out the door way, past Ray.

We walked outside the warehouse and round to the back where a retro car awaited us. The car had multiple doodles and designs on it, the most striking being the large spider on the bonnet. “Cool car.” I commented as me and Frank got in the back and Ray and Gerard got in the front. They all muttered a quiet thanks as we all shut the car doors. Noticing the absence of someone I asked “Is Mikey not coming?” Frank turned to me and answered “No room, even for someone as skinny as Kobra.” Ray, Frank and I laughed, while Gerard just shook his head in disapproval at the three of us as he started the car and drove onto the dusty road.

After we’d left the warehouse we’d driven in silence; not really knowing what to say to each other. We’d been driving for a few minutes when Frank announced “I’m bored.” The other three of us simply shook our heads at him. “Well entertain yourself then.” Gerard stated simply.

“By doing what?” Frank moaned like a child.

“I don’t know, sing.” He suggested. This is when Frank started to cheerfully sing “The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round…” I then joined in happily. “The wheels on the bus go round and round all…” And then Ray joined in “Day long.” It was at this point that we all looked at Gerard expectantly. He groaned at our immaturity and kept his eyes on the road. But thankfully after a bit he too joined in “The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round. The wheels on the bus go round and round all day long.” And before any of us knew it we were all yelling the lyrics out the windows going full speed.

When we arrived at what I guessed was Dr D’s station, everyone went quiet. The only sound being the still running engine, which was soon turned off by Gerard anyway. I didn’t know why but I was extremely nervous. After we’d all finished our little rave, Frank had told me about why they had come to get me from BL/ind and what they were actually expecting to find. This at shed some light on the current situation and had made me think if Dr D knew that the boys hadn’t actually come home with a weapon.

“Right here goes nothing.” Gerard said, being the first to get out of the car. He was soon followed by Ray, leaving me and Frank alone in the back. I turned to him shyly and said “I’m nervous.”

He smiled and put his hands on my shoulders, saying “Don’t be nervous, it’ll be fine. Just remember to only call us by our killjoy names in front of Dr D; he gets cross otherwise.” I nodded at him and went in for a quick hug before opening my side’s car door and walking out onto the sand. Well here goes.